Redhawk Caldera lazy afternoons

Finley could only bristle at his words, at his dismissal of a confession she had never made to anyone before. Of course it was absurd to expect him to realize how significant it was for her, but she was ignorant of that as he spat his venom at her and then ran. She stood in his wake, feeling slighted, hurt, and reeling from his insensitivity to what she had confided in him.

"Then quit fucking acting like one!" Fin shouted venomously at his retreating form, feeling angry tears pricking the corners of her own eyes. It hurt to be at odds with such a dear friend. It hurt to feel as though what she had gone through didn't matter at all to him. It came to her then quite suddenly that he may never have even realized the danger she'd been in giving birth to her latest litter. Had he even known that she'd almost died? Did he even care? Or had it been like Fox dismissing the announcement of their first pregnancy and the miracle it had been because it "complicated things"?

Angry, Finley stormed back towards her den, only to pause at the mouth as her mind quite suddenly went to Eljay. She turned back to look between the trees for him, realizing that he should be back soon and even further, he should have been back already. Troubled, she frowned into the woods before slipping back to her complaining babes to tend to them - a welcome distraction from all that she now had on her mind.